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... gh above, filtering sunlight through braided root-lattices that lined the ceiling like stained-glass windows carved by nature itself. Thick vines crawled across the living walls, curling around bark-inscribed scrolls that pulsed faintly with mana. Every word spoken here was remembered—etched into the bark in living script, sentence by glowing sentence.
A half-circle of root-woven thrones faced the center dais. Each seat bore the sigil of a Great House: silver river glyphs for Elun'dar, r ...
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